Curving needle shines on high
Rises with the fall of night
Pulls on bloodflow like the tide
Binding lifeforce far and wide
Spooling frozen breaths that rise
Atmospheric thread through eye
Planet rolls the ends to tie
Holes to make to mend torn time
Piercing through burnt velvet sky
Astral medic sutures where
Time left wounds both broad and bare
Edges spread by fate unfair
Closing distance with her care
Nocturne’s nurse must dawn be done
Ligates lovers day has shunned
Gazing at same moon as one
Closing distance long to none
Knitting souls once rent by runs
Lunar tailor sews sky’s seams
Stitches with her blue hued beams
Pierces sides of rips unseen
Tightens thread to bind torn dreams
Skyborne seamstress sticks the stars
Holds the gaze of wayward hearts
Pricks their pieces held apart
Merges neatly where she arcs
Hemming where ends frayed would start
Curving needle pulls string taut
Backstitch buries hidden knot
Ends her work at first light brought
Binding lifeforce felt and thought
Seaming sealed as sun does rise
Sky meets land and lovers’ eyes
With aurora ends are tied
Moonlit work awaits reprise
Weaving on through coldest night

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